Within the Divine Sea, within the Divine Soul, strands of extremely powerful and profound energy quickly spread out and seeped in, forming a very complicated seal that wrapped around the bright red mark of the Evil God, and then sealed it.
The Fiend God's imprint seemed to be unwilling to be sealed just like that. It violently erupted with a tyrannical aura as blood-red light shot out in all directions, attempting to break through the seal. Faintly, Chen Zong seemed to see a face within the bright red imprint that was filled with malevolence and anger. It seemed to be howling, roaring, and filled with endless rage.
However, it was useless.
The Single Hearted Holy Man was a fourth-tier Imminent Divine cultivator. Perhaps in terms of true strength, he could not compare to the Evil God King. However, how could a mere mark of the Evil God, and at such a far distance, resist the power and Abhijna of the Single Hearted Holy Man?
Seal!
In the end, all the roars and resistance of the mark of the Evil God proved to be futile. As the seal fell, it was completely sealed and could no longer move.
Chen Zong also heaved a sigh of relief.
In this way, he would not be targeted by the Evil God Tribe so easily.
Although the Evil God Tribe would also expose themselves when they targeted him by following his aura, the problem was that his current strength was still not strong enough.
It was true that Imminent Divine cultivators could be called experts, but there were also differences in strength.
The Dao Manipulation Realm was only the lowest level.
Even for someone as powerful as his master, there were still powerful beings at the level of Daolord. Those were the true pinnacle of the void.
Of course, there was no absolute strength. For example, Sword Master Dong Ting was a fifth-tier Imminent Divine cultivator, but he was still dead now.
Therefore, he could not use himself as bait for now.
As for the Inner Demon, his Master also said that he could not find it.
There were two possibilities.
Either the Inner Demon was already dead.
Or the Inner Demon hid too deeply and was very difficult to deal with. Even the Single Hearted Holy Man could not find it.
If it was the former, it would be a good thing. However, if it was the latter, it would be a big problem.
However, the Wholehearted Holy Lady still consoled Chen Zong. After all, it was still uncertain. Not to mention, the Will Heavenly Palace had accumulated a lot of experience in dealing with inner demons. Basically, they could deal with them and eliminate them.
After that, the Wholehearted Dao Sovereign sent Chen Zong away, allowing Chen Zong to roam freely. As for the Wholehearted Dao Sovereign, he brought the sealed soul of the Evil God Race away and searched for the Sovereigns of the Will Heavenly Palace for research. He wanted to see if the soul of the Evil God Race would be a calamity that would threaten the entire void.
After leaving Xin Yi Palace, Chen Zong returned to his own palace, preparing to enter Xin Xiang Pavilion to take a look.
The Pavilion of Will Perception was the place where the Will Heavenly Palace kept all kinds of arts and techniques.
To enter the Mind Elephant Pavilion, one had to have a strong enough mind and the correct method, otherwise it would be impossible.
In other words, he had to first cultivate the Thirty-three Layered Heavens Technique.
Chen Zong's mind seemed to leave his body as he circulated the Cultivation Art. In that instant, it was as if his mind had left his body, and he was flying up a passageway that he could not touch.
The passage was filled with a myriad of colors, filled with dreamy colors.
The passage seemed to be infinitely long with no end, but it was also very short. With a single thought, Chen Zong's mind immediately rushed out of the passage and leapt into the void.
Starlight flickered, illuminating the surroundings.
This was a resplendent starry sky.
"How majestic … beautiful …" Chen Zong's mind actually condensed into a physical form here. This was something that couldn't be done in the outside world.
Mind Elephant Pavilion!
This was the place where the Will Heavenly Palace kept all kinds of arts and techniques. It was extremely unique.
Although it was called a pavilion, it wasn't actually that. What Chen Zong saw was like a starry sky.
Of course, it was said that different people would see different things when they entered the Mind Elephant Pavilion.
Some people might really see a building after entering, some might see a palace, some might see a mountain, and so on. It was completely different.
There were also similar things.
Specks of starlight flickered endlessly, each of them a different color, each representing a different art or technique.
There were tens of thousands of cultivation arts and techniques that the Will Heavenly Palace had gathered from the outside world or created by the experts of the Will Heavenly Palace themselves. Eventually, they would be stored here to strengthen the foundation of the Will Heavenly Palace, waiting for the juniors to come and pick them out.
These arts and techniques didn't include the Thirty-three Layers of Will Heavenly Palace, the four universal techniques, or the true inheritances of the various palaces.
Chen Zong had the memories of the Eastern Court Swordmaster, and there were many sword arts and techniques within. However, the arts and techniques created by the experts of the Will Heavenly Palace might be different.
Selection!
"Sword arts and techniques." As soon as Chen Zong finished speaking, most of the twinkling starlight in the surroundings instantly dimmed, but a small number of them brightened.
"Created by the experts of the Will Heavenly Palace." Chen Zong's second sentence fell.
Another portion of the starlight dimmed, while the rest grew brighter.
With a glance, Chen Zong saw that there were several thousand of them.
This wasn't even a tenth of the total starlight.
How shocking!
The Mind Elephant Pavilion of the Will Heavenly Palace was different from many other factions. There was no requirement for contribution points, but there was a requirement for the level of the disciple.
Only by becoming a core disciple would one be able to enter the Heart Elephant Pavilion and choose any innate techniques and cultivation arts to cultivate. In other words, as long as one was able to endure it, one could even choose a hundred or a thousand innate techniques.
Of course, no one would do that. Instead, they would choose a few arts and techniques that were most suitable for them.
However, there were a few who would choose more and cultivate, grasping the essence of the arts and using it as a foundation to create the most suitable art for themselves. This would allow them to unleash their strengths to the fullest.
For example, Third Senior Sister Yu Wuxia, who called herself Sister Cannon, had created her own martial arts divine ability after continuously cultivating dozens of divine abilities and martial arts. Her violence was unparalleled.
Chen Zong glanced at the starlight and pointed at it. In an instant, the starlight shone brightly. Chen Zong felt as if his mind was scattered and immersed in it. He began to grasp the mysteries of the sword arts and techniques.
It was as if he was possessed, learning the creator, name, principles, and secrets of the sword arts. Then, he began to practice.
Through this, he could determine whether the art was suitable for him in the shortest time possible.
Chen Zong's perception was amazing, and he had a solid foundation in sword arts. Therefore, he understood the essence of the sword arts in an extremely short amount of time.
Of course, this didn't mean that Chen Zong had grasped the sword arts so easily. He had only scratched the surface. Thus, he could confirm whether he wanted the sword arts or not.
After retreating, Chen Zong pointed at another ball of starlight and repeated the same experience.
It was a very strange feeling. Chen Zong was amazed.
The brilliance and mystery of the Heavenly Palace of Will was beyond imagination and expectations.
It was just a joint infusion of the mind. After some practice, one could grasp the surface of the art in an extremely short amount of time and determine whether it was suitable for oneself.
Having experienced so much, Chen Zong knew even more how difficult it was to do so.
Of course, this method couldn't be popularized. There were too many mysteries involved. First of all, one had to have a place like the Pavilion of Will, and secondly, one had to know the various secret arts of the Heavenly Palace of Will.
Moreover, accepting the art in this way would consume the power of the mind.
It could be said that the limit of choosing an art after entering the Pavilion of Will was the strength of one's mind.
The stronger one's mind, the longer one could last, and vice versa.
Among the true disciples of the Dao Manipulation Realm, Chen Zong's mind was very strong. Therefore, he could last for a longer time.
One!
Two!
Three!
Chen Zong ceaselessly observed. Unlike others, Chen Zong's path was to integrate the profundities of a myriad of sword techniques into his own body, and with this as his foundation, he created and perfected his own sword technique and Sword Dao.
Therefore, any sword art, divine ability, or even martial art would be useful to him.
If not for his lack of ability, Chen Zong wanted to master all the sword skills and martial arts skills here. Even if he could only grasp the surface, it would be enough. It would become a kind of accumulation for him and become his foundation.
After observing twenty sword arts, Chen Zong's mind was almost completely drained. He couldn't maintain it and left the Pavilion of Will.
However, after recovering, Chen Zong entered again.
There was no limit to the number of times a true disciple could enter anyway.
The second time, Chen Zong used the Heart Sutra on a whim and found that it was indeed feasible.
Under the Three Intents of One Heart, Chen Zong came into contact with the three points of starlight at the same time, observing and comprehending the three sword arts. Although the consumption of his mental force increased, the efficiency also increased. And to a certain extent, he was also cultivating the One Heart Sutra.
At this moment, Chen Zong turned into a dry sponge, constantly absorbing water to enrich himself.
Such memories were very rare. He could grasp the surface of sword arts in a short time and was close to the beginner level. If he were to comprehend it during normal times, the time would be at least ten times, saving a lot.
Every day, Chen Zong would comprehend hundreds of sword arts and grasp the basics.
As time passed, the benefits gradually became apparent.
The Heart Sutra's application of the Heart Sutra became more natural and smooth, and he became more and more familiar with it. Gradually, he approached the Heart Sutra.
In the blink of an eye, a few days had passed. Chen Zong also grasped hundreds of sword arts and techniques. Among them, there were high and low levels, which greatly strengthened the foundation of his sword dao. Chen Zong's mind flashed with inspiration from time to time, and he vaguely understood more of the mysteries of Innumerable Swords.
Comprehending other people's sword arts and techniques was also a collision of understanding and wisdom.
Chen Zong quietly stayed in his palace, entering the Pavilion of Will with his mind time and time again. While comprehending sword arts and techniques, the Heavenly Palace of Will was in chaos because of Yu Wuxia's return.
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